Hot Potatoes

It's been a pretty uneventful week. Although, Wednesday was kinda fun and busy. I had a full day of classes and improvising my lesson plan. Had fun with the students. Later when classes were over some of my students invited me to visit their dorms. All the students are required to live on campus now that we are in the new school. There are six people to a small little room. Lucy has great English and organized the little get together. They were all such cute little hostesses. We listeden to music and watched reruns of American Idol on Lucy's palm pilot. They love American TV. I stayed longer then I planned, so it was dark when it came time for me to go home. I was nervous about going home alone in the dark. I have to walk down this long dark dirt road to get to the bus stop from the school. It's really not safe for a young white female to be walking around at night and riding ghetto city buses. But the Lord kept me safe and I made it home fine.
It was a cold week again. But like a wet cold, really foggy and misty and perfect breeding grounds for mold. It's everywhere in my apartment and I think I'm having a reaction to it. I wake up sneezing every morning and I'm always really tired and lethargic. I try to clean up as much as I can and hope things dry out. It's the weirdest feeling this air. All the floor tiles outside are all beeded up with water in the air.
I've been thinking a lot about home still. Thinking about what's next for me and what I should do when I get back. Anybody have any suggestions? What do you think about me moving to North Carolina to live with my sister Eva?
Brenda was sick all night last night. I hope I don't catch anything from her. By the grace of God I've been generally healthy during my time here.
Brenda and I have been invited to a village outside the city. There is a school there where the kids have never seen a foreigner. So I guess we're going as show and tell to hang out with the kids and take pictures and have a good time. No teaching involved. So I am excited about that. I think it will be fun.
The time is just flying by. It seems I can't think of much to say anymore. Every day is kind of the same. Once in a while I will see something that is interesting. But as far as culture goes, very few things surprise me anymore. The latest thing that caught my attention was yesterday.

Dream and I were on our way to eat at KFC. Along the way, there is a street near the school where I always buy my fruits and vegetables. The ladies there are so cute and nice and always joke around with us. They come very early in the day with thei vegetables and arrange them on tarps on the ground. It's actually illegal for them to be selling goods this way. But for many people this is how they make their living. About once a week these guys in white trucks drive up to lay down the law. And I got to see as this seen happened. As soon as the sellers get the tip that the white trucks are on the way you've never seen such madness! They scurry around as fast as they can to get all their vegies together and get the heck out of there! What a seen! Then the white trucks pull up and angry looking men come out, never saying a word to the people. They just take away the vegies of those who weren't fast enough, and throw them in the truck. A lot of people loose their stuff. But as soon as the white trucks leave, they're back at it aranging there vegies or what's left of them. It's so silly. Week after week this same thing happens, but nobody is discouraged from selling in this same ol' spot. And "Big Brother" doesn't seem to care about trying a different method to get rid of them.

If y'all got time I'd love to hear from home!